queen morphine
It’s a naked lunch with William Burroughs.
It’s a special hunger for a hungry man.
Who’s sifted through the crumbs real thorough
Looking for that Easter lamb.
In the end you’re one thin junkie
In an opium poppy dream
Doing everything just to feed the monkey
One more time, one more small time scheme.
Hunt the streets to get it.
Twenty-four hours a day if that’s what it takes.
Ain’t no way to easily forget it.
It ain’t easy to shake.
Ah but there are times, there are times.
When you’ve walked a long hard road.
When you’ve paid all the fines
And it’s time to set down your load.
When the effort will only fail
No matter how hard you try.
You’ve served your time in jail.
Now it’s time for you to fly.
So let it flood out the pain
In a sea of drowning rain.
Let royalty walk you down a dream.
Queen morphine, queen morphine.
It’s all so exhausting.
For what purpose and what end?
Let that white frosting
Be your best and long lost friend.
So let it flood, let it flood out the pain
In a sea of drowning rain.
Let royalty walk you down a dream.
Queen morphine, queen morphine.
I’ll take you there,
Right through that cloud of pain.
I’ll take you anywhere
So you can be again.
Can you remember how it felt
To drift in an ocean without end?
Well I’ve got the fire that can melt
You right back there again.
So let it flood, let it flood out the pain
In a sea of drowning rain.
Let royalty walk you down a dream.
Queen morphine, queen morphine.
Yes, there are times, there are times
When everything you had is gone.
When you’ve paid all the fines
And it’s time to be moving on.
I can see you sliding.
I can feel you reaching out for my hand.
With the past and future colliding
Into time’s last stand.
So let it flood, let it flood out the pain
In a sea of drowning rain.
Let royalty walk you down a dream.
Queen morphine, queen morphine.
Yes, let it flood, let it flood out the pain
In a sea of drowning rain.
Let royalty walk you down a dream.
Queen morphine, queen morphine.